Authoress's Notes: In the first Jedi Submissive story Daala became Regent of the Hapes Consortium, and put tracking collars and chastity belts on the Queen and her sexy twin cousins. She also left Mirta Gev, the granddaughter of Boba Fett as the Queen's bodyguard, and to keep an eye on the Queen. Well, here is a short story showing how all that turned out.Soon
after Chief Daala is removed from power in the
Galactic Alliance ...

Tenel Ka,
the Queen Mother of the Hapes Consortium, sighed
contently as she relaxed on the deck of her Royal Yacht. She was wearing a tiny black bikini, with
large black sunglasses and a pair of three centimeter wide clear plastex bangle bracelets on her wrist. Since she was lying in a form-lounger, she
was barefoot, but she had a pair of clear plastex
slides with fifteen centimeter heels on the deck next to her.

The Queen was accompanied by fourteen of her most trusted
Noblewomen and advisors, and nearly as many of her not-so-trusted Noblewomen. All were enjoying a day in the tropical sun
of Hapes with their Queen.

Jaina Solo
was on the form-lounger to Tenel Ka's right. She was wearing a purple one-piece bikini
that Tenel Ka had loaned her. The matching sunglasses were part of the outfit
as well. Jaina's
durasteel chrono was on her
left wrist, and her matching comlink on her
right. Her clear plastex
heels were on the deck next to her form-lounger, just like Tenel
Ka's. Since both women's Achilles
tendons had been shortened, they couldn't even stand in less than fifteen centimeter
heels.

The rest of the Hapan
Noblewomen were all wearing similar lounging-in-the-warm-tropical-sun
outfits. Many were also wearing durasteel chronos and comlinks  often jeweled  and most of them were wearing the
tracking collars that Regent Daala had locked on
them. Only Tenel
Ka's cousins' had been removed. Both of
them were wearing durasteel chronos
and comlinks, though.
Taryn's were yellow, while Trista's
were red.

Tenel Ka
had even gotten Mirta Gev to take off her armor and relax a while. The Mandalorian was
sitting a couple of meters behind her, keeping an eye on things. She was wearing a yellow bandeau-style top,
with matching hot pants. Her eyes were
hidden behind dark wrap-around sunglasses.
She also had a black nerfhide gun belt around
her waist, with a pair of blasters in the holsters.

Standing behind the lounging Noblewomen were twenty or so
toned, strapping Hapan men. All were wearing tight black short-shorts,
and nothing else. When Mirta had positioned herself behind Tenel
Ka, she had made the two nearest servants move a couple of steps away.

Tenel Ka
reached out to the small table next to her form-lounger and took a sip of her ice-cold
flavored water. As soon as she sat the
glass down, one of the hunky servants stepped forward to refill it. As he bent over next to her, Tenel Ka casually stroked his muscular backside, drying her
fingertips on his tight shorts.

When he stepped back, she saw Jaina
grinning at her. Tenel
Ka just smiled back at her.

The only man that was relaxing with the Hapans was Talon Ghent.
He and his wife Karhii were in a double
lounger on the other side of Jaina. Master Durron had
sent him to free the Hapans from Daala's
tracking collars. Jaina
had escorted him, and his wife had accompanied him as well.

Mirta Gev had already gotten the codes
to unlock Tenel Ka, and her cousins Trista and Taryn from their
tracking collars, chronos, cominks,
and chastity belts. Talon had reprogrammed Tenel Ka's beskar collar, comlink, and
chastity belt, so she could use them if she wanted to.

Later
that day ...

Tenel Ka
stood at the bow of the yacht, looking out over the gentle waves. She had gathered everyone here for an
important announcement. They were all
behind her. Most were waiting patiently,
some impatiently.

Tenel Ka
glanced down at the remote in her hand. Talon
had also reprogrammed all the Nobles' tracking collars. She had thought he was just going to unlock
them, but instead he had surprised her by giving her the remote that could
release them.

Currently all of the tracking collars were still maglocked around their necks. Tenel Ka could track
a lot of the Hapan Nobles  including some of her most
prominent critics  to the decimeter.

She could, but
she knew she couldn't. If she did, she
wouldn't be any better than Jag Fel, or Daala ... or Cadeus.

That last realization obliterated any lingering doubt in
her mind. There was no way she would
ever turn to the dark side.

Tenel Ka
quickly keyed in the short sequence that unlocked all of the Hapans' tracking collars.
Then she cocked her arm back, and threw the remote as far as she
could. As soon as it left her hand she
picked up the blaster pistol off the ledge, aimed, and shot the remote out of
the sky all in one motion.

Next she calmly set the blaster down, and took a sip of
her flavored water. She could sense
everyone's curiosity. After a couple of
moments, she turned, and announced to the waiting Nobles that they could now
remove their tracking collars.

There was much excitement  and relief. They quickly began pulling the circles of durasteel off. A few
moments later, the collars began joining the remote into the sea.

Tenel Ka
made sure all the Noblewomen thanked Talon for his efforts on their
behalf. She had already set up an
account for him, and deposited a quarter of a million credits in it. She felt confident most of the Noblewomen
would be generous as well.

"So, Your Majesty," Jaina began as she strutted up to her a few minutes later. "Now that you're ruling again, what are you going
to do about Ambassador Wynssa Fel?"

Ambassador Fel was the sister
of High Moff Jag Fel, ruler
of the Empire. She was also formerly Moff Wynssa Fel
of the Hapes Sector when the Empire had ruled the
Consortium. When Tenel
Ka had asked Daala to become Regent, Daala had asked Fel to remain as
Ambassador. Now Tenel
Ka had to decide if someone who had dommed her and
ruled the Hapes Consortium would remain here as an
Ambassador.

"Oh, she's staying," Tenel Ka
replied. Then she smiled evilly. "I like having Moff
Fel's sister right here on Hapes,
where I can get to her."

Jaina
chuckled, then took a swallow of her own fruity
water. "Well, remember, she does have
diplomatic immunity," she reminded her.

Now Tenel Ka laughed. "Trust me, I do. If I hadn't reminded Mirta
of that  and expressed my particular wishes that she didn't  she would have
already killed her in retaliation for the bioweapon the Empire released into Mandalore's atmosphere.

Jaina
glanced at the Mandalorian sitting a few meters away,
watching the crowd. She was close enough
to hear them, but she didn't seem to be listening.

"By the way Your Majesty," how did you get Mirta on your side?" Jaina asked
her.

Tenel Ka
glanced over to Mirta, and shrugged her
shoulders. "Well, first we realized we
had something in common. The Empire
created a nanovirus specifically to kill each of
us. Then I figured out that she wasn't
nearly as friendly with Daala as her grandfather
is. Finally I gave her a big pay raise
over what Daala was paying her, and now she's a
proper bodyguard," she explained.

Then Tenel Ka paused a heartbeat, and added, "All bodyguards watch their
clients take sanisteams, right?"

Jaina
stared at her a moment, not quite sure if she was serious about that last
part. "If the client was as sexy as you,
then I certainly would," she answered.

Tenel Ka
grinned back at her. "Maybe we can take
one together then."

"Sounds like fun, Your Majesty," Jaina
replied. Then she glanced back at the
toned Mandalorian, still
sitting silently. "Maybe we can get her
to join us instead of just watching?"

"Sounds like a plan," Tenel Ka
replied as they both eyed the sexy young woman.

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That
evening ...

"So, Your Majesty, is this how usually spend your days ruling the Hapes
Consortium?" Jaina Solo asked her.

"I wish," Tenel Ka replied with
a lazy smile. She paused and took a sip
of her wine.

They were relaxing in the Queen's ten-woman hot tub. The Royal yacht was supposed to be back in
port by nightfall, but Tenel Ka had decided to
extend the cruise a bit. Some of her
Noblewomen complained, but she didn't care.
She was the Queen Mother, and if she wanted to spend the night at sea,
then they would spend the night at sea.

Currently most of the passengers and crew were below
decks, in their cabins. The yacht's
second officer was at the helm, along with a pair of male crewmembers. It wouldn't be proper for a male to be in
control of the Royal yacht, even in the middle of the night, when the yacht was
barely moving.

Tenel Ka's
cousins Trista and Taryn Zel, and Mirta Gev were in the hot tub with her
and Jaina. All
five women were naked. Well, mostly
naked. Tenel
Ka was wearing her beskar collar and clear plastex bracelets. Jaina, Taryn, and Trista were wearing their durasteel
collars, chronos, and comlinks. Trista's were red durasteel, while Taryn's were yellow.

Mirta Gev was completely naked. She had a blaster in the console next to her
shoulder. Her gun belt was on the deck
just behind her with another one in the holster. Tenel Ka and Jaina both had their fifteen centimeter high plastex heels on the deck behind them.

"This is the first time I've been out here in nearly a
year," Tenel Ka explained. "And then I was serving Moff
Wynssa Fel, not relaxing."

"Not that Her Majesty still didn't enjoy
herself," Trista said as she
picked up her own wine glass and took a sip.

Tenel Ka
glanced at her with a raised eyebrow.
"Speaking of Hapan Noblewomen being servants,
I need a refill," she said, lifting her glass a few centimeters.

The glass was more than half full, and Tenel Ka had barely been drinking it anyway. Still, she was the Queen, and if she said she
needed a refill, then she was going to get a refill.

"Of course, Your Majesty," Trista
replied sweetly as she picked up the bottle of wine off the deck behind her. "Your humble servant lives to obey her Queen."

Trista
half-crawled half-swam over to her, and filled Tenel
Ka's glass. When she finished, she
turned to go back to her seat.

"Thanks, Zero-Three," Tenel Ka
said as she nudged her in her butt with her foot.

HC-00003, or Zero-Three, had been Trista's
ProCorps designation. Tenel Ka's had been
Zero-One, and Taryn's had been Zero-Two.

Trista
barely stopped herself from falling under the water. She kept the bottle of wine out of the water
as well.

"Well Your Majesty, you should do this more often," Jaina told her. "You
deserve it."

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